First day in school sucks . GBE tutorial sucks because the tutor totally don't give a damn shit about us . She's those kind where her experience had over-whlemed her responsibility to respect . She totally won't hesitate to tell you off, make sounds to express her unhappiness like tsk loudly, or make that face so glum you thought she just ate some bittergourd or something . And yeah, she told me off today .
Adding on, got together with the class for GBE lecture, and i'm on my own again . I have this strong sense of feeling that i'll be alone for the next semester, which, by hook or by crook, i have to accept it and whether or not i'm happy, this is it .
I feel trashed, totally fallen back to the days when i don't communicate .
On my way back home, i looked outta the window with no expressions .
The taste of loneliness came back, so did the tears and fake smiles .
The sudden urge of picking up smoking again . Don't be surprise if i beg you for cash to buy cigarettes .
Do you know i was crying ? No, you don't .
Something is piling up high inside me .
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